"Chrissie!" screamed Jersey the moment they stepped into the house. "Chrissie!"
"Chrissie!" whispered Sara. "I need you, Chrissie."
Christina appeared. "What? What is it?" she said, slightly aggravated.
"Chrissie, we met this demon." Jersey started. "It was the same one who killed Sara's mother."
Christina looked shocked. "Wow. Did you get a good look at it?" she asked. Sara shook her head.
"What do you mean?" Jersey said to Sara, "It was a big creature with a burned mark on its side. It looked exactly like the one who killed Sara's mom!"
"Is that right, Sara?" Christina asked her.
"Yes." Sara's voice was barely above a whisper.
"Jersey, I think you need to let me talk to Sara for a few minutes." Christina told her sister.
"Sara, I need to talk to you for a few minutes," her mother told her. "I need to tell you something very important. Something that will someday save your life."
"Mom, I'm on the phone with Andrew. He's about to ask me out. Can't this wait?" Sara's impatient voice told her mother. She returned to her phone call.
"Sara, it can't." her mother told her. "Hang up. He'll ask you out later."
"No. Mom, leave me alone!" screamed Sara.
"Sara, this is important! Sara!" her mother yelled, taking the phone from her hands with an invisible force and hanging it up.
"Mom. What just happened?" Her mother didn't respond. "Mom?"
"Sara?" Christina was speaking to her. "Sara?"
"Oh, yeah. What?" Sara answered.
"You zoned. What's wrong?" Christina asked.
"Nothing." Sara's answer was abrupt and final.
"Ok, then I have some things I need to warn you about." Christina told her. "You can't let yourself become to obsessed with this. I let myself become obsessed with the Balthazor demon. It cost me my life," she said frankly. "Don't let yourself become to obsessed with this. We don't want you to die. And we found somebody."
"Who." Sara asked. She was hoping they found the demon. They were praying she found the demon.
"We found one of your brothers. His name is Sam and he's living in New York."
"I know what my brothers names are." Sara put in. "I don't care where they are. I don't even care if they're alive or dead. I don't want to ever see my father or my brothers. They left me and my mom!"
"Sara, you need to meet him. He's been looking for you for years. He said that they didn't leave you." Christina told her.
"But then why would they have gone?" screamed Sara. "They didn't love me!"
"He wants to meet you and soon, Sara." Christina said calmly. "I think it's in your best interest to meet him. He has some important information that you need to learn."
"I don't care. The only thing I care about is avenging my mother. Where is the book?" Sara stormed out of the room where she and Christina had been talking. She walked into the living room. Jersey and Jordan were talking excitedly and flipping pages back and forth. Sara twisted her finger and the book flew towards her.
"Sar-ah" Jersey said annoyed at her friend. "Don't do that!"
Sara ignored her as she flipped through the book. She flinched when she came to a certain page.
"Sara?" Jersey said. "Sara?" Sara looked at her with frightened eyes.
"My mother." She pointed to a picture and dropped the book. "That one."